For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses . . . – Hebrews 4:15a
Today my own weakness and inability to fix what ails me and those around me is at the forefront of my mind. I need deliverance and the hope of the Savior.
I always need His rescue. Always have. It’s just that I don’t always realize it.
Today I do.
Below is the final portion of the iMonk’s latest Advent post. I’m formatting it below like the poetry that it is (and, of course, you should go read the whole thing).
let us all receive him
We go to the manger and worship
We give to him our gifts
We take his light to the poor
Until then, we are the poor
the weak
the blind
the lonely
the guilty
and the desperate
We light candles
because we who are in darkness
are in need
of a great light
We need a savior
So we wait amidst the ruins
we protect the lights we hold
in hope
We sing to one who is coming
We look and wonder
We pray for his star to take us
once again
to the miracle
Come, Lord Jesus.
Thanks, Bill, I needed this today. I need it everyday.
I had read Imonk’s post first and like you I was greatly blessed. But your formatting his words as poetry has made them “stand out” with even greater brightness (like a candle in the darkness). Thanks you so much.